Lahore, Punjab, Pakistan
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I don,t . I don,t drink I don,t use Drugs. That may be boring some people but that just me. that'show I Live my life That stuff never appealed to me and i never understood getting so massed up that you cant even walk home or remember the previous night. I choose to live my life without it.
Bahāwalpur, Punjab, Pakistan
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I'm very simple ,talking,interesting and stright_farword person.. and loking for someone who is like me...
Rāwalpindi, Punjab, Pakistan
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i am doingelectricalengineer and i am a good footballer
Rāwalpindi, Punjab, Pakistan
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Well i like bodybuilding.. Am very energetic parson an a good entertainer i m hare to looking for a relationship with a very responsible polite simple girl for long term relationship
Faisalābād, Punjab, Pakistan
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Hi, I m a youngenergatic & sound mind boy. I want a girl's friendship Please contact me that girl want friendship with boy
Bahāwalnagar, Punjab, Pakistan
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me gusta ser sincero y no me gusta la mentira, mme gustaria que la persona que yo vaya a conocer tambien sea sincera
Faisalābād, Punjab, Pakistan
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my name is harisi like romance i am looking for a beautiful or intelligent women
Faisalābād, Punjab, Pakistan
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my name is ahmad from Pakistan i want relationship im 21year ood
Lahore, Punjab, Pakistan
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I wonder what our bedroom would be if it were a body part. The spleen comes to mind, an organ so forgotten nobody can remember what it does. I looked it up and the spleen filters bad blood as it turns out. That’s about right, more often than not, we argued in bed instead of, and then you bought the big TV. ‘Who puts a screen in their bedroom?’ I asked you. ‘Couples with,’ you replied, ‘You know.’ Or couples without. Prepositions were often missing their nouns in our relationship. So many people turned up for the housewarming party, old neighbours and new, and your colleagues from work, remember? You were a popular man, the best of. I was carrying a big pitcher of margaritas to the back garden. I wonder if anyone actually likes those, the snot-like mixture that smells vaguely of poison, acidic dreams and delirium. Time seemed to flow differently in the new house, leaking into all the new rooms which didn’t quite understand their purpose, and weeks were punctuated by new purchases like semicolons, separating one arbitrary chunk of life from the other. You brought another painting home that day and told me it would hang on the top of the stairs, and I nodded. You unwrapped it and stepped back to join me, but I wasn’t looking. There was a gold smudge on the lapel of your shirt. ‘What’s that?’ I asked. You turned your head to examine it, which gave you a double chin. ‘It’s eye shadow,’ I added, you looked away to the glass door, and your eyes drowned in light, extricating al
Bahāwalpur, Punjab, Pakistan
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i m zaib khan from pakistan looking a women for good relation